The sect leader in white turned around and was about to leave, but was stopped by a man in black.
"Brother Qi, do you have anything else to say?" the white-clothed sect leader asked.
The man in black came to the master of the white sect, with some apology on his face, and said, "Although my wife here is just a little pepper, she is usually kind to others."
"She must have been so anxious about my son that she lost her sense of proportion, so she set fire to the house and spoke rudely to you. As a father-in-law, I will make amends for you on her behalf!"
The sect leader in white quickly stopped the man in black and said, "Brother Qi, you must not do this."
"It is precisely because of her true love for her nephew that she is like this. What's more, what she does is very courageous and courageous. I admire it very much!" he said.
The man in black smiled modestly, but there was a hint of pride in his eyes.
I know that my daughter-in-law is not an ordinary rural woman. The eye-catching and refreshing perfume used by the Supreme Emperor is exclusively for my daughter-in-law.
Those novels that are popular in the circle of ladies in the capital were also written by my daughter-in-law here.
In addition, my daughter-in-law runs a restaurant and a brothel, and she can exploit and utilize the treasures found in Mianniu Mountain for hundreds of miles.
His grandson Chen'er was admitted to Yingtian Academy at a young age. He is good at both civil and military skills, and his granddaughter baby is even more eccentric.
Of course, the man in black couldn't talk too much about these things to the sect leader in white.
Because he has children and grandchildren, but the leader of the white-clothed sect is guarding a tomb alone, alas!
"Brother Yu, I'll help you. Brother Yu is here to wait for your good news!" said the man in black.
The white-clothed sect leader smiled and said: "Brother Qi, your injury has not recovered yet. Please stay in my valley to adjust your breathing for the time being."
"I haven't been out of the world for many years. It's time to go out for a walk. I buried a jar of peach blossom wine under the tree. When I return to the valley, I can drink it with my brother!"
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Yang Ruoqing rested under the peach blossom tree for a long time, gave herself some medicine, took out a plaster patch and applied it to the painful area on her chest, and then she regained her breath.
She stood up and took a few steps when she heard a gust of wind behind her.
Turning around, he saw a white shadow leaping over like a big bird from the sky above the peach blossom forest, and then landed steadily in front of him.
If not the master of the white-clothed sect, who else could it be?
She subconsciously took a few steps back, placing one hand on the hilt of the sword, her face full of alertness.
"What? After thinking about it, do you still want to catch up and beat me up?" she asked.
The sect leader in white couldn't help laughing when he saw her guarded look.
"Niece-in-law... er, Mrs. Luo, right? Don't worry, I'm here specially to help you!" He explained.
"Help me?" Yang Ruoqing thought she heard wrongly.
"Yes." The sect leader in white nodded and said, "I'll help you go to Zhujian Villa to rescue your husband Luo Fengtang."
"Why?" Yang Ruoqing asked.
"Senior, why did you suddenly change your mind? Weren't you very firm before?" She was extremely puzzled.
The sect leader in white said: "It was entrusted by an old friend."
"Old friend?" Now, Yang Ruoqing was even more confused.
Before leaving, my mother-in-law had warned me that if the sect leader in white asked him why he found Peach Blossom Valley?
Never reveal the whereabouts of your mother-in-law.
Yang Ruoqing naturally knew the power of it. Tuoba Yu from Daliao had never stopped searching for her mother-in-law's whereabouts. Even if her mother-in-law didn't tell her, she would not be stupid enough to confess her mother-in-law.
So this old friend who entrusted the master of the white-clothed sect to help was not the mother-in-law, so who could it be?
And he must be an acquaintance of her and Tang Yazi. Who is this very important person?
She asked tentatively: "Senior, may I ask who the old friend who helped us put in good words is? Is he a man or a woman?"
The white-clothed sect master smiled lightly: "Don't ask, you will know when it's time to know!"
Yang Ruoqing resisted the urge to roll her eyes, pretending to be mysterious, right?
When she set fire to the hut earlier, it seemed that no one was in the house!
Why did you suddenly ask for help from an old friend?
Maybe his conscience discovered it, but he was too embarrassed to admit it, so he just found a way out?
Well, no matter how difficult the situation is, as long as the white-clothed sect leader is willing to help, she can ask for it!
"What are you still standing there for? Aren't you rushing to save your husband?" Seeing her stunned, the leader of the white-clothed sect urged her.
Yang Ruoqing came back to her senses and nodded quickly, but this sudden move caused her chest to move, causing her to groan in pain and turn pale.
The sect leader in white took two steps and found that she had not followed him. He turned around and saw her standing there holding her chest with a very ugly look on her face.
The white-clothed sect leader's eyes darkened, and he returned to her and handed her a black pill.
"Eat this," he said.
"This is..." Yang Ruoqing asked.
"It can cure your internal injuries." He said.
Yang Ruoqing took it and swallowed it in one gulp.
Not to mention, it’s sour and sweet, just like eating hawthorn fruit.
After eating, there is still a faint cold fragrance left on the lips and tongue.
After swallowing it, it felt refreshing and cool. It was really comfortable, and the pain in my chest suddenly disappeared.
"Thank you, senior!" she said.
The white-clothed sect master raised his eyebrows, "You have a body as small as a bean sprout, and you can't withstand a gust of wind. You still try to set my house on fire. You are really overestimating your capabilities."
Yang Ruoqing was ashamed.
The sect leader in white said: "Let's go, it's a long way to Zhujian Villa."
"If you don't want your husband to be used as a sword sacrifice by that old madman Zhuge Qingyun, then leave quickly!" He added.
Yang Ruoqing nodded repeatedly: "Okay, okay, then, senior, I have a horse at the inn at the foot of the mountain. Then I will get a fast horse for you, senior..."
Yang Ruoqing didn't know where Zhujian Villa was at all, but she wasn't afraid. With the white-clothed sect master accompanying her, he was a Gaode map that could move on its own.
However, the leader of the white-clothed sect was really taciturn. Apart from necessary conversations along the way, he spent most of his time busy walking.
Yang Ruoqing originally wanted to trick him into telling him something. For example, who was the old friend who asked him to come out of the valley to help her save Luo Fengtang?
The white-clothed sect master's mouth was very tight, and he probably couldn't even pry it open.
In the end, Yang Ruoqing had no choice but to give up.
But I have been wondering in my heart, if the white-clothed sect leader did not lie, there really is such a person, who would it be?
The reason why my mother-in-law knew about Peach Blossom Valley and the master of the Baiyi Sect was from her father-in-law.
Could it be that this old friend is the father-in-law?
Luo Fengtang is twenty-nine this year, so his father-in-law has been missing for twenty-nine years!
At first, my mother-in-law would mention her father-in-law when her thoughts were touched, wondering where he was? Is it life or death?
But in the past two years, I have gradually stopped mentioning it.
Perhaps in the mother-in-law's mind, she should have believed that her father-in-law was no longer alive, right?
